Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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Being in America doesn't make you an American
Being here in America doesn't make you an American
Why if birth you an American you wouldn't need any legislation
You need any amendments to the Constitution
I see any American dream, I see an American nightmare
I'm one of the 42 million black people who are the of America

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
Hard truth soldierin, truth soldier SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you know we do
Mashin in my Chevy down the streets of New York, feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up the
Snatch Flav as my pipes burn up the block
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, blast
On the street hear my beat, my 69 is fast
Smash Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter holla and I said it was cool
know about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Guerilla is keepin it movin
Breakin talkin politics, you know how it go
the war and how it's shitty that we murder for dough
Then the asked a question, that I had to mash
How, I act if every day was maybe my last
How if day I worried 'bout my family in this
I'd be murdered on street in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some news that my had died
If ran up in my house and held my kids and my wife
Or if we was looted and somebody all our thangs
If my sister was abducted, heard from again
I began to compare it, so he observe
When I made the parallels with how they livin
I can't ignore it, these ride deep in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, beat another for
And the cold part about it, life is cheaper that
Down there people on the kill each other for scraps
Imagine that, propoganda got the confused
Damned by the media keep 'em subdued
I been around the world, seen a lot of in my life
Same sirens, ghetto birds swirlin at night
Same racism, profilin of us all
Same where we live enforcin the law
Gats clappin on the streets, gunplayin heat
Same prisons of brothers herded in like sheep
Same turncoats that'll folks for pay
Same conditions in we die everyday
Same and ignorance, now what will it take
to break the cycle, get the people away?
why I'm fresh out of tears for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, what the fuck you 'bout?
Money for rebuilding but, what about
When the way we is shitty where's the love for our own?
I can't decide it, it's real, I hit you with
Maybe I'll be cause I hit you with truth
See they kill for less what we say on records to you
the message in the music from a rebel to you, now listen

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Save my life you gotta, save my life you gotta
Save us, us